Dreams. They can be very dangerous. They are even scarier than nightmares. Only because you know nightmares will not haunt you in real life, but with dreams, you hope they come true. And that hope can be devastating. Dreams can play in your head, over and over again, like a tape on rewind, or one of those old record players which is stuck at the same spot on the record. You begin to wish. You begin to hope even more. And that's when the harmless dream can take on certain nightmarish qualities.
Dreams are most dangerous when you lose track of the line that separates them from reality, hope from truth. When that line blurs and the dream seems real, true, that's when you know you're in trouble. That's when you need to wake up and smell the coffee. You need to know that difference between the pictures and life. You need to be able to enjoy the film and then know that reality beckons.
That is what life is about. Knowing the difference. Recognising it. And most important, accepting it. Because the consequences otherwise can be shattering.